I came up with this fic when I was out with a friend last week. It has been the first time in a long time that I went dancing and I really enjoyed it. The moment I saw the dj I knew I had to write a Captain Swan deejay fan fiction. There will be many more appearances of different OUAT characters. I hope you'll enjoy this story – I am always happy about feedback.
Unfortunately I do not own any of these lovely characters.
Emma was very nervous. It was one thing to deejay in a small club or at private parties but this, this was something else.
Emma breathed in heavily. Calm down, everything is going to be alright.
She looked around, the room she was waiting in and nibbling on her bottom lip was dark with huge tables and some chairs in it. All deejays were allowed to be in here. There were backpacks all over the place, a small group chatted in a corner, water bottles stood around, coats and jackets carelessly hung over chairs.
Nobody paid her any attention. She played with the small purse in her hands. In it was her most precious treasure. Her USB sticks with all her music. You can do this. This is your chance. Don't mess it up.
"Swan? You are next, 10 minutes", a young man told her and left again. Emma's breath caught. She grabbed her water bottle and drowned half of it in one go.
She got up and went to the stage. The loud beat calmed her down. She observed the DJ on the turntables. Suddenly someone tapped on her shoulder and told her to go on stage. She took a deep breath and stepped on stage.
From this moment on everything went great. The other DJ kissed her cheeks and hugged her while they replaced the equipments. She was surprised how calm she was. When the other one left the stage, Emma merged into the music.
She observed the crowd in front of her, they jumped and danced, smiled and screamed. Emma swayed with the music, her headphones hung lose on her ears. She changed the music to involve the crowd.
It was intoxicating. The people, the music, the beat, the atmosphere - it was overwhelming. Emma didn't noticed the photographer who made thousands of pictures. "You have to cover for another twenty mins", a voice told her. Emma smiled and gave a thumb up. She again changed the music.
The crowd screamed and Emma decided to get on the table. She didn't know if it was okay or not but she didn't care. She justified something at the turntables and hopped on the table. She danced, raised her hand and smiled broadly.
Suddenly someone brought her a microphone and some shirts. The man pointed at the crowd and Emma understood. She hopped down, turning the music back and started to speak in the microphone.
"How are you?", she asked making the crowd scream even louder. "I know you all are waiting for the one and only", she grinned and hopped on the table again. The screams of the crowd were nearly louder than the music.
"But I have here something for you." She unfolded a shirt, the crowd screamed again. She adjusted the music and turned back to the crowd.
"I wanna see your hands. Follow me!", she raised her hands to the left. Everyone mimicked her. She bend over to the right. Everyone followed her. "Are you ready for this?", she presented the shirt and the crowd screamed. Emma waited, she knew within the next seconds there would be a specific part of the music. "Hands up aaaaaand jump jump jump! Come on everybody!"
She threw a shirt in the midsection of the crowd. "Come on, jump jump jump", she yelled and another shirt flew into the crowd.
The music changed and she bet down to adjust it a bit. Suddenly the bluest eyes on planet locked with hers. She couldn't do anything else than smile shyly.
She turned again and heated the crowd even more. "You still with me? I can't hear you!" The crowd answered with screams. Emma turned once more to search for these blue eyes. When she found him staring at her, she shook her ass and the crowd freaked out.
Without any warning she turned and threw two shirts into the crowd. "Who are all of you waiting for?" "Hook - Hook - Hook", the crowd screamed. "All right. One shirt left and the Captain is already here. So count with me. TEN." She paused a beat. "NINE." Pause. "EIGHT" Pause. "SEVEN" Pause "SIX" Pause " . .ONE." She threw the last shirt into the dancing and screaming crowd and turned slowly. The man stood right behind the turntables nodding. "Thank you guys. Here is the one you waited for. You were the blast! Welcome Captain Hook!"
In one smooth swift he switched the music and the crowd freaked out even more. Emma smiled, satisfied with herself. She wanted to jump down when she suddenly felt a hand on her waist. She looked down and saw no other than Captain Hook standing in front of her. He lifted her down and kissed her cheek.
Emma blushed and was happy that it was too dark to be noticed. She hastily collected her USB sticks. She wanted to rush off the stage when the Captain grabbed her upper arm (with his hook!?) and spun her around.
"What's your name?", he asked quietly. "Emma Swan." "You have an alias?" "No." He smiled and turned without letting her go. "You all right there?", he asked the crowd which was responding with loud screams. "Put your hands up and clap for the lovely Emma Swan", he yelled, turned and kissed the knuckles of her hand.
Emma blushed again. He let go of her, smiled one last time and gave his attention to the partying crowd in front of him. She couldn't believe that Captain Hook aka Killian Jones had talked to her and kissed her cheek. She was still flashed by his stunning eyes and her performance. Slowly she went back to the waiting room. Drinking the rest of her water bottle.
"Nice job", a brown haired man about her age said smiling. "So you won the gig? First time on a stage like this?" Emma was surprised and still in deep thoughts. "Yes." "I'm DJ Baelfire but you can call me Neal. Neal Cassidy. Come sit with us..." "Emma. Emma Swan. No alias", she said shyly and sat next to Neal.
They started to chat with a bunch of others. They all congratulated and praised her. Emma relaxed and after a while she really enjoyed the company.
When the door to the stage opened again, Emma observed the man who entered the room. It was DJ Captain Hook. He looked at the others but made no interest in coming to them. When his eyes met hers she thought to see a small smile but when Neal whispered something in hear ear, it disappeared.
"That's Killian Jones. He doesn't talk to us. Thinks he is something better or I don't know. Just because he is kind of a legend. If you ask me, he was just lucky."
He laid his arm around Emma's shoulders to turn her attention back to the others. Emma's eyes followed Killian but he didn't look at her again. A minute later he left the room.
"Emma these pictures are wicked!", Ruby screamed and klicked on another one. Emma and her friend were at Granny's diner. Here Emma worked when she didn't deejay. "Oh my goodness, you danced on the table? You are crazy." Ruby smiled and observed the diner but no one seemed to need anything. It was really quiet today so she and Emma had plenty of time talking about Emma's performance. Suddenly Ruby screamed. Emma jumped and nearly fell of the barstool. "Captain Hook kissed you? Oh my god, I am so jealous!" Emma smiled and looked over Ruby's shoulder. There she was. Behind the turntables next to Captain Hook who pressed a kiss on her cheek. She blushed, thinking of him and how he lifted her off the table.
"Earth to Emma", Ruby waved a hand in front of her face. "Customers", she said and pointed at the two men who have entered the diner. Emma looked at her like she wanted to ask her why she didn't go, but when she saw that Ruby looked back at the iPad she surrendered.
"Welcome to Granny's; what can I bring you two." "Emma?" She looked up. "Neal! What are you doing here?" "That's a diner, isn't it? We want to eat something." Emma blushed. "Right. So?" Neal eyed her up and down and smiled. "And that's what you are doing when you are not behind the turntables." "Yes. Bills won't be paid by deejaying." Neal smiled and tilted his head. "You know what, bring us two cokes, burgers and fries and come and sit with us." Emma looked around. "As long as it isn't that crowded I can do this." Ten minutes later she sat next to Neal, Ruby next to Neal's friend.
"You coming tomorrow to the Neverland?", Neal asked eagerly. "No, I'm working", Emma answered and smiled shyly. "Oh, can't anyone cover for you? It'll be fun." "No, I'm sorry. Friday and Saturday evenings are always busy." Neal raised his eyebrows. In this moment a new customer arrived. Emma got up and waited on him. When she came back to Neal's table he wanted to pay.
"Maybe we see us, Ems", he kissed her cheek and left the diner. Emma looked at the closed door. She cleared the table and passed Ruby when her friend whistled at her. "What?" "You know who that was?" "Who, Neal?" "Yeah, he is DJ Baelfire." "I know." "Emma, you know what that means? DJ Baelfire asked you out and you refused." "Nah, he didn't ask me out. He asked if I want to join them - so more than just him." Ruby smiled. "But you still refused." "I have to work." Ruby rolled her eyes and handed Emma her iPad. "If you say so."
"Hello?", Emma was exhausted. She just ended her shift at the diner. "Is Emma Swan speaking?" "Yes." "Hello, my name is Felix. I am the personal assistant to Peter Gold, the owner of the Neverland club. I wanted to ask you if you are free tomorrow. A deejay canceled and I need compensation." "What?" "Yeah, I saw your performance yesterday and it was great. We want you. From midnight until half past one." "I am sorry, I have to work." "We'll pay you." "I am sorry, as I told you, I am working tomorrow." "We'll pay 500 dollars." Emma stopped and nearly dropped her phone. "Are you kidding me? 500 dollars for one and a half hours?" "Yeah." "Okay, I need to make some calls but I'm in." Emma wrote down Felix' number and hung up.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you", Emma kissed Ruby's cheek. "You are welcome. Now go or you'll be late." It was eleven. Emma had to be at the club at half past eleven. "I'll be back at two." "Go!" Emma smiled and left the diner.
She entered the club at 11:25 pm. She has never been here before. She was guided to Felix who was more than pleased to welcome her. "I am so glad you made it. You'll be the next. Pan will end his performance in twenty minutes, than you will have ten minutes to arrange everything. Just deejaying, no performances." Emma nodded. "Can you put up your hair, please. Come here. When the green light goes on you can go. Or you can wait behind the door next to the stage and wait until the DJ leaves the stage." Emma nodded again, she was overwhelmed. It was so much different to the performance three days ago. "Emma, you will get more instructions over the headphones. Don't put them down any time. If you need something to drink, you'll find a fridge over there." Emma nodded and Felix left.
Emma took a bottle of water and walked towards the stage. She looked around. She didn't know the man on stage. She has heard from him. It was his club. It was one of the most common clubs in the city, so she didn't question anything. The minutes went by and sooner than expected Pan left the stage. He didn't even look at her. She went on stage and plugged her USB sticks. The stage was dark, the crowd still dancing to music coming from the speakers. She looked around and found a monitor to her right. Emma put on her headphones. "You start in one minute", a voice told her, she looked at the screen. The projection behind her showed her name in pink, the spotlights bathed her in bright light. . Emma got very nervous. She breathed heavily. . .Good luck. Go She pressed a button and her music was on. A man's voice introduced her.
The vibe was good but it was nothing compared to her performance some days before. "You doing great - you also have something harder in your repertoire? If yes it would be a good time to change the music." Emma nodded although she didn't know if anyone could see her. She switched the music slowly. The crowd cheered and Emma got more self-confident. Time passed quickly. Every now and then she got instructions over headphones. Half past one she got the information to end and press a specific button to switch the music back to playback.
When she came down the stage Neal stood in front of her. "Thought you have to work." She blushed but when she saw Neals smile she also smiled. "Will you stay?" "I have to go back to work." "Come on. Your performance was good. Mine will be better." "You are next?" "Yeah", suddenly he bent down and pressed a kiss on her lips. "Stay, please." Emma blushed again. "I ask Ruby if she can cover my shift." He smiled and kissed her again, this time more passionate. Emma smiled and watched him entering the stage.
So what do you think, guys? I really enjoyed writing the first part and something totally different to my other fic "the dark mission". Stay tuned!